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NOON EDITION
NOON EDITION
THE DAY B
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N. D. Cochran,
Editor and Publisher.
500 South Peoria St.
Ah Adless Daily Newspaper.
398
Tel. Monroe 353.
Automatic 51-422.
By Mail, 50 Cents a Month.
VOL. 3, ftO. 84 Chicago, Wednesday, Jan. 7, 1914 ONE CENT
OCIETY SHOWED HIM HOW TO TORN
IT-NOW WANTS HI!
Here's a Remarkable Interview With an Unusual Crim
inal, Who Turned Bandit Because He Saw That
Many Live- Without Toiling, and Many
Toil Without Living . ' ? .
Los Angeles, Jan. 7."I saw peo
ple living without work thousands
of them, some slinking in- alleys and
some riding In limousines-r-and I
thought that I, tod, could put it over;
the world seems full of people who
get things easily."
Cowering behind bars here, Ralph
Fariss, 24 years old, self-confessed
bandit-murderer, . submits this, as - a
key to the chain of crimes which has
brought him in the shadow of the
gallows
Those sinister impulses upon
which he acted in the robberies cul
minating in the El Monte hold-up,
where Fariss shot and killed Pullman
Conductor H. E. Montague, flowed
from a boyhood saturated with the
poisons of vice.
He was never able to control-these
wild, impulses.1 :
And they- had theii-xroots in the
conviction that "many live without
toiling and many toil who scarcely
live."
This was in his mind when he
climbed aboard the Richmond train
and the passengers looked suddenly
into the muzzle of his revolver.
"I thought they would all be, scared
and none would resist. The women
and the gamblers had my money, I
.hardly know why I held up that train ;
it all happened so quickly."
Ii was in his mind again a mind
enslaved by unchecked, impulses
when he swung aboard the Southern
Pacific train at El Monte.
"Why did I shoot? "'he repeated,
trembling violently. "I. don't know.
It was just lifie running away when